Seeing that his brother actually agreed, Fu Beimo was unhappy. I always feel like I'm being compared. "Sister-in-law, I want to see your silver needle." If the silver needle was smaller, he would have to let his sister-in-law prick him first before his brother. Yan Funing agreed, took the cloth bag from the room, took it out and put it on the stool for them to see. "Such a long needle? It's much longer than the embroidery needles for round faces!" Fu Beimo didn't dare to touch it and hid behind Meng Li. "Sister-in-law should pierce my brother first." The sight of these needles is frightening. "Smelly Beimo." Fu Nanyao from the east wing cursed. Fu Beimo turned around and made a face at Fu Nanyao, and continued to look at the strange things Yan Funing showed. Meng Li pointed at the knives of different shapes: "How come there is such a small knife and what is it used for?"
"These are scalpels, mainly used for cutting skin and flesh." Yan Funing picked up one of them, and a cold light flashed. Fu Beimo pinched Meng Li's clothes, hid behind Meng Li, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Tonight, my brother is the fish on the chopping board, and I am allowed to be slaughtered by my sister-in-law." Hearing this, Yan Funing glanced at Fu Ciyi quietly. He read the book calmly, not affected at all. Fu Beimo said again: "Sister-in-law, please give me a few more injections, my brother won't be afraid of pain." Yan Funing secretly thought that she had this intention, but she didn't dare. After a while, the two teenagers walked away, and Yan Funing put the cloth bag back into the house. Fu Ciyi then asked softly: "Acupuncture is applied, what does it mean to wash it clean?" Yan Funing smiled: "I'm afraid that if the prick is serious, you won't be able to get up and wash up for a while, so it's better to wash it off first." When she traveled to this place, she had not used any acupuncture and was not sure about her abilities. Fu Ciyi suddenly couldn't read anymore. Why did you just agree so casually? But he also saw what the silver needle looked like. What could the little silver needle do to him? It would be unjustifiable to back off at this moment, so he didn't answer the call again. - Since dinner, Yan Funing has been looking forward to the acupuncture tonight. Someone is willing to train her. The most important thing is that this person has a good appearance. A silver needle stuck in a good skin is the icing on the cake. After the meal, she practiced calligraphy very seriously. Not only did she finish writing today's quota, but she also made up for what she had not practiced in the previous few days. When it was late at night, she patted Fu Ciyi's arm and said, "Go and wash up quickly."
His smile was harmless, and his voice was too delicate. Fu Ciyi's hand holding the book tightened. In ordinary families, when a wife urges her husband to wash his body, it is probably because the husband smells of sweat, or because the husband and wife are about to do something intimate. And they- It’s the wife who wants to prick her husband with needles! The key is the wife's medical skills, which she herself cannot guarantee. She also said that she was afraid that he would not be able to stand up if he was tied up. She had no choice but to agree first, not to mention she wrote so many words and was full of sincerity. No matter how reluctant he was, he got up and left the house. Yan Funing finished washing up early and waited for Fu Ciyi to come back. Then he washed all the silver needles first, then sterilized the silver needles with the wine at home and set them aside for later use. He sat cross-legged on the bed and waited for a while before Fu Ciyi returned. Yan Funing's eyes lit up, she moved to the side and patted the bed: "Come and lie down." Fu Ciyi picked up the laces of his inner garment: "Do you want to take off your inner garment, or just expose your shoulders?" "You said you feel discomfort in your shoulders and back, which parts specifically?" The man turned his back, moved his hands over his shoulders to his back, and touched the uncomfortable part: "Just this one." "Since this is all, just show your shoulders and back." Fu Ciyi said "hmm", undressed and loosened his clothes. Yan Funing was stunned, lowering her eyes and not daring to look, but she couldn't help but take a few more glances. His skin is fair, but not weak at all. Looking through the loose clothes, the chest and abdominal muscles have clear texture and clear lines. The waist and abdomen are strong and strong, without a trace of fat. After just looking at it for a moment, he lay down on the bed. The undershirt was still on him, and he looked like he wanted to take it off, making Yan Funing think she had bullied him. The little hand stretched out and stopped halfway. "Fu Ciyi, can I pull your collar down?" "If you find it inconvenient to apply acupuncture, just help me take off my inner clothes." Fu Ciyi's voice was muffled because he was lying on his stomach. Just now her face was a little red. If not, he would just take off his inner clothes. The last time she saw his bare back, she seemed dumbfounded. If he took off his inner clothes today, wouldn't she scream that he's a traitor? After receiving the consent, Yan Funing pulled his back collar down.
Revealing more smooth back skin. Her small hands slowly and gently pressed on his shoulders and back. Where the muscles were tight, she pressed hard: "Do you feel uncomfortable here?" Fu Ciyi said "hmm". Yan Funing guessed: "It must be because I slept in the school a few days ago. The beds in the school are harder. The discomfort caused by this is probably because the stiff neck was also on the bed in the school." Now she was sitting and he was lying on his stomach. Looking down, he took in his good figure. The perfect inverted triangle figure, a walking clothes rack. The figure is so good! The girl didn't move for a long time, and the master Ciyi kept slandering her. She said coldly: "Yan Funing, you almost stabbed me with a dagger the night before. To put it bluntly, you murdered your husband. Although you used a silver needle tonight, you have to understand that you and I are now a legitimate couple. .” The implication is that she can never murder her husband! "I'm too timid to kill anyone." Yan Funing tapped him lightly on the back of his shoulder. "What did you order?" "I'm determining the acupuncture points on the shoulders and back." "Yan Funing, you don't even remember the acupuncture points?" When asked, he moved. She held his shoulders and said, "I remember, I am confirming the Tianliao point, so as not to damage my good husband." It was a quiet night, and when the two of them were alone, this was the first time she called him husband. In the past, whenever I called "husband", it was just for show. And tonight is an unprecedented first time! Although there was a hint of joking in her voice, he heard it very well and immediately said: "Just go ahead and prick me, I'm not afraid of pain." "There are many acupuncture points on the shoulders and back, and different acupuncture points have different effects. It is better to be more rigorous." "Yeah." Fu Ciyi responded again. After all, it was her first time to have acupuncture, so it was understandable that it would take a long time to distinguish. "Then I gave the injection?" "Okay, be brave." He encouraged her. Yan Funing takes the needle, inserts it, moves the needle, and gently twists the needle. One silver needle penetrated, then the second. Fu Ciyi immediately said: "Why are you still pricking?" "I didn't say only one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the speed of inserting the needle became faster and faster. "Yan Funing, why do I think you are taking the opportunity to retaliate?" He was very confused, why was the first needle going so slowly, but the subsequent needles were so fast? She was afraid that she had injected the needle without even seeing the acupuncture points clearly. "Why should I take the opportunity to retaliate?" Yan Funing smiled and flicked the needle tail lightly with her fingers. It immediately caused a numbness in his shoulders. (End of chapter)